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Tuesday, August 29, 2006
you could be happy.

i should be finishing my tuition homework but i just need to get rid of some um.. burdens, if you can call it that? and i'm not in the mood to use proper capitalizations.

lalala

why is there hate in the world? who created this complex feeling of doubting others? i'm pretty sure that i wish that feeling didn't exist. life would be so much simpler.

but then again, why is there love in the world? i mean, i'm not saying that there shouldn't be love, but what exactly is it for? to bring people together? but i think that out of love, there is a certain degree of favouring others more, and this leads to resentment among those less favoured; thus creating hate sooner or later. i don't know, don't throw rotten tomatoes at me if you don't agree with me. i'm not sure if i really even agree with myself but for now, i do.

but i am soooo thankful for love. because

Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails.

1 Corinthians 13:4

and I love being loved.

am i making sense?
i don't know anymore, and i'm not sure if i really care.

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